The Arizona sentinel., 1887-03-12
NUMBER 15.

get things, and the man said he wished we wouldn't make him come up more'n twice day."
 That's a good idea" said Charley, and he went into the dining-room to get his supper. He had been to the pasture to bring home the cows, and had not arrived in time to eat with the others.
 Susie was washing dishes, and Alice was wiping them. They had a song which they sang sometimes when they were doing thls work. They made it up themselves. These are the words:
 Oh, the hateful dishesl
 wish we could throw them away,
 And get new ones every day.
 Then we could go and play.
 They weren't singing tonight; they were seeing which could get done first"
 You can set that pan on the stove to dry," said Alice; T don't have to wipe it."
 "Yes, you do," said Susie, i've only dry the iron things on the stove"
 ''Is there any more bread?" called Charley from the dining-room.
 "Yes," answered Susie, '.you come out and get it; my hands are in the dish water"
 "Never mind"
 And he went down cellar and got some pie.
 A little while after Alice passed tn 6 window and looked out
 '.If there isn't that black hen with one of her chickens right on your fiower-bedr' she cried.
 Out rushed the two little girls, way ing dish-cloth and towel.
 Just then Charley, having finished his supper, came out into the kitchen He began dancing on the bare floor, one of those figures consisting of jump ing, standing, waving the arms and shuff1ing the feet, which boys are prone to indulge in. As he went through this performance the slate again caught his eye.
 "It's to write down what we want from the store, is it?' he said, and, taking the pencil. he added to the or der already there:
 5pounds ginger snaps.
 dozen herring.
 dozen Orang
 15 dozen eggs.
 Then he picked up his hat and went whistling out the door.
 The next morning the children's mother was upstairs making the beds when she heard the grocer's wagon drive up to the gate. She looked out the window, and the grocer's man looked up to her:
 Do you want to send an order this morning?"
 "Yes," said the children's mother, ''it you -.rosAr2A tn the kitchen you will find it written on the slate that IS hanging over the table,"
 An hour later she was still in her room when the chatter of childish voices below became unusually ex- cited, and there was rush up the stairs. ''Mother, can l have an orange?" ''Can I have one of those ue-ear Httle COOKIES!
 70 mamma, there's lot of funny little fish down here, and they smell just as queer!"
 "What are you all talking about?" she asked, going to meet them
 "Why, the things from the store, and mamma, the man said they only had ten dozen eggs, and he would bring the rest tomorrow.
 Ten dozen eggs! Why, goodness, Susie. what is that the baby has?"
 'It's one of the herring" said Susie; you little rogue, you went and got it yourself" "Well, must see what all this means" said the mother, picking up the baby and going down stairs.
 disposed you'd look at the order be- fore you sent it, was all Charley could say when he came in.
 ''You must take the things back to the store, and make an explanation, " said his father.
 "Take the eggs first, Charley" said his mother, you may break them if you try to carry all at once"
 Charley started off with the eggs in tin pail. He had not gone far when he stopped to watch two boys in a yard practicing at swinging pails of water around their heads. To do this skill fully was just then the height of ambi- ton with Charley and his friends.
 "Bet you couldn't swing those egg 'thout breaking them" ''Bet l could" And what did that boy do but try! He said the eggs wouldn't have fallen out if the handle hadn't been crooked.
 That is how it came to pass that he hadn't any money to spend on the Fourth of July, and why he was chop ping wood while the other boys were in swimming. H., iTs N r. Tribune.